Tuesday, June 24, 2014

Chicago,
1953…Patrick ‘The Hammer’ White – the Bridgeport Brawler – is on top of the
world. He is the current heavyweight champion confidently getting ready to
defend his crown. All the training from father Tim at St Vincent’s orphanage has
come full circle, and Pat isn’t figuring on being toppled from the championship
mountain anytime soon.

Having
seen his shares of ups-and-downs, Pat believes the ‘downs’ are behind him.However, he has forgotten boxing’s dark side.
When mob boss Carmen Amello squeezes Pat’s trainer into forcing the champ to
take a dive, the ‘downs’ come back with a vengeance.

In
the aftermath of disaster, with only bad choices in front of him, the Bridgeport
Brawler is going to have to dig deep if he is ever going to hammer his way back
to the top…

Monday, June 23, 2014

A TRIO OF TWO-FISTED FIGHT CARD TALES FROM ACCLAIMED AUTHOR PAUL BISHOPFELONY FISTS ~
LAPD cop Patrick ‘Felony’ Flynn has a new assignment – Take down gangster
Mickey Cohen’s heavyweight contender punch by punch...SWAMP WALLOPER ~
Patrick ‘Felony’ Flynn and his LAPD cop partner, Tombstone Jones, are up to
their necks in alligators as they punch their way through the New Orleans
boxing underground to catch a sadistic killer...THE CHICAGO PUNCH
~ Crime reporter Nick Lassiter is renowned for his two-fisted prose. Now,
chasing a story of a good boxer gone bad, Nick is about to find himself on the
receiving end of the Chicago punch…

Wednesday, June 11, 2014

This month's Fight Card release, The Adventures of Sailor Tom Sharkey (Mark Finn writing as Jack Tunney) is making its debut in time for the Robert E. Howard Days gathering in Cross Plains, TX. This is most appropriate as author Mark Finn is a recognized Howard scholar and Sailor Tom Sharkey is the spiritual cousin of Howard's character, Sailor Steve Costigan.

The 'weird boxing' tales in the collection are complemented by a fantastic cover from Carl Yonder.

He was one of the greatest heavyweight boxers to enter the legendary squared circle during the Golden Age of Boxing. Standing a mere 5’ 8”, Sailor Tom Sharkey was one of boxing’s most feared opponents…Gentleman Jim Corbett, Bob Fitzsimmons, Kid McCoy, and Jim Jeffries all agreed he was their fiercest opponent and gave them their toughest fights. A colorful boxer both in the ring and out, he retired in 1904 after several legendary and controversial failed attempts to win the championship belt.

That’s the story you know – But it’s not the end of Sharkey’s story – not by a long shot…In the tradition of Robert E. Howard’s humorous Sailor Steve Costigan boxing tales, this action-packed collection of rowdy, bawdy, burlesque, tall Texas tall feature Sailor Tom Sharkey’s adventures after he hung up his professional gloves.

Thrill to Sharkey’s brush with Hollywood’s “It” Girl, Clara Bow…Get chills as Sharkey and Kid McCoy faces down a maniacal bandit…Feel the heat as Sharkey rides the rails with Jim Jeffries and the Vaudeville Carnival into a clashes with a mad scientists and mummified menaces…Watch as Sharkey plays Santa Claus to a bunch of Tammany Hall orphans and end up with a tiger by the tail – literally – and much more!

These are the Untold Tales of the Wildest Tale-Teller of Boxing’s Golden Age!

Any mentions in your blogs or on your social networking sites are always appreciated.

Coming up on the Fight Card schedule we have Bridgeport Brawler from Dave White, Push from Nathan Walpow, Guns of November from Joseph Grant, Fight River from Tommy Hancock, Bareknuckle Barbarian from Teel James Glenn, Job Girl from Jason Chirevas, a second Sherlock Holmes tale from Andrew Salmon, and a currently untitled entry from Tim Tresslar.

SAILOR TOM SHARKEY ~ A LITERARY HISTORY

MARK FINN

There
are perhaps two dozen well-known boxing stories of substance, ranging from Jack
London’s A Piece of Steak, and Fifty Grand by Ernest Hemingway, to more
popular fare, such as sports writer Damon Runyan’s Bred for Battle and P.G. Wodehouse’s The Debut of Battling Billson. More recent stories by Rick Bass’ The Legend of Pig-Eye and Thom Jones’ Sonny Liston Was a Friend of Mine would
surely be included, as well. Anyone wishing to expand the list to include
novels would have some classic fare to choose from: Harold Robbins’ A Stone for Danny Fisher instantly
springs to mind, along with the excellent book, The Bruiser by actual boxer-turned-author Jim Tully. There are a
lot of boxing stories out there, along with boxing fans who are writers of one
stripe or another; from Alexandre Dumas to Arthur Conan Doyle, from Norman
Mailer to Joyce Carol Oates, it’s easy to find books waxing rhapsodic about the Sweet Science as literature, as
metaphor, or as simply a cracking good read.

And
yet, there is one name always missing from the Table of Contents pages of the Best Boxing Stories of Forever and All Time
(Until We Make Another Book Just Like This One) and that’s Robert E.
Howard. Most people know him, if at all, as the creator of Conan the Barbarian.
They may know that he was a Texan, who wrote a bunch of pulp fiction stories in
Cross Plains, Texas in the 1920s and 1930s for magazines like the legendary Weird Tales. If they know anything else,
it’s that he died young, at the age of 30, by his own hand.

They
almost never know he wrote over sixty boxing stories from 1926 to 1936,
including some poetry, which were his bread and butter during his early writing
career.Most of the stories centered on
Sailor Steve Costigan, a ham and egg
fighter sailing on the merchant marine Sea
Girl. He – and some of his other, later fictional brothers – spent their
days in the ports of call in the Asiatic Seas. They scrapped to survive, for
the honor of a beautiful girl, or for a fellow sailor in trouble. Full of
humor, incredible boxing sequences, and double and triple crosses, all told
from the point of view of Sailor Steve himself, one of the most unreliable
narrators to ever grace the page. Howard also wrote some serious boxing stories,
such as the novella The Iron Man, but
his meat and potatoes were found in these bawdy burlesque boxing stories.

Howard
was a lifelong boxing enthusiast. He read about it, he wrote about it – hell,
he nearly lived it. Himself an amateur boxer, Howard participated in a number
of both gloved and bare-knuckle matches with the local roughnecks in his home
town of Cross Plains.He wrote about
these fights, and traveled far and wide to see local and regional matches and
exhibitions. Howard even wrote a number of unfinished essays to gather his
thoughts on boxing into one place.These
thoughts, these ideas of Howard, while unfinished and unpublished in his
lifetime, ended up elsewhere, hidden deep in his fiction as a primary
motivating influence.

When I
first encountered Howard’s boxing stories, I knew none of this. I was just a
fan of the Texas author’s work. I’d read Conan, of course, and his other
hero-kings, Bran Mak Morn, and King Kull. I was familiar with some of his other
heroic writings, but I’d never seen any of his boxing stories before. The book
was The Incredible Adventures of Dennis
Dorgan. On the cover was a stereotypical evil oriental – a Fu Manchu villain straight from Central Casting.
This was modern-day fare by way of the 1920’s. Intrigued, I bought the book and
took it home.

The
first story I read wasn’t the first story in the book. Instead, I skipped right
over to The Destiny Gorilla, a title
I maintain to this day is technically perfect for so many reasons. As soon as I
started reading the story, I knew I was in uncharted waters. Gone was the
florid, compact language of Howard’s dark fantasy stories. This was light,
wide-open, riddled with dialect and malapropisms, and really funny dialogue. I
started laughing, and I laughed all the way through the story.

I was still
laughing when my roommate and fellow Howard fan came home. He put up with me
for about fifteen minutes, and then demanded to know what I was doing. I gave
him the book, and within two pages, he was laughing, too. We spent the rest of
the evening wondering out loud why we’d never seen any of this before now.That night, we both became lifelong fans of
Howard’s boxing stories. And we weren’t even reading the best of his boxing
work.

Years
later, when I starting looking seriously at studying and writing about Robert
E. Howard, I joined what was then ground zero for such folks, REHUPA – an
amateur press association that stands for the Robert E. Howard United Press
Association.

When I
joined, I expected to be the only person interested in the boxing stories. I
was wrong. There were two others: Leo Grin and Chris Gruber. Both had come to
the boxing material, just as I had, and come to the same conclusion as me – why
didn’t more people know about this? In fact, we all joined with the idea of
cracking open the boxing stories and showing these other Howard fans what was
what.

We
banded together, and right from the start, we began elevating each other’s
work. There were conversations, revelations, shared information...it was heady
stuff. We were the outcasts among the outcasts, writing with something to
prove. We knew this stuff was great. We just had to show other people.

One of
the areas of interest we shared was in sifting through Howard’s work to find
his influences. His unpublished essays and stories were invaluable in this
area. Chris Gruber’s essay, Atavists,
All?, was a lightning rod pointing to Howard’s utilization of the kind of
throw-back boxer he admired, first mentioned in the unpublished essay Men of Iron, was the model for every
single Howard character in his heroic fiction canon.

Boom!

While
pouring through the names of boxers in Men
of Iron, Leo wrote a huge essay about Joe Grimm, who was prominently
mentioned in essay. I became enamored with another real-life golden age boxer
listed alongside of Grimm – Sailor Tom
Sharkey.I don’t know what it was
about the name, or maybe it was the story Howard included in the essay about
Sharkey being knocked out of the ring on his head, and getting up to finish the
fight, that intrigued me, but something took hold, and I began to research Tom
Sharkey in earnest.

There
was very little online about Sharkey, the most substantial piece being a
biographical sketch by boxing expert Tracey Callis, alongside of his ring
record. I had some boxing reference books in my personal library already,
including a great encyclopedia from The
Ring, the Bible of boxing, and a magazine Howard read regularly in his day.
Inside was an amazing picture of Tom Sharkey, after a fight, standing straight
and tall, like he was having a mug shot taken. He was battered, crunched, and
bruised, but everything I could see in his curiously shaped head and face and
thick-as-a-bull neck made me proclaim, “Tom Sharkey, hell, that’s Sailor Steve
Costigan!”

And thus
began my quest. I chased down every scrap of information I could find about
Sharkey. He was one of the most feared and respected boxers in the Golden Age
of the sport – just after the reign of John L. Sullivan.

Sharkey
trod the squared circle with the
likes of Gentleman Jim Corbett, Bob Fitzsimmons, and – perhaps his greatest
nemesis – Jim Jeffries. These were some of the biggest, hardest hitting
fighters of all time. And they all said Sailor Tom Sharkey gave them their
toughest fights.

Standing
only 5’8” or 5’9” depending on who you ask, Sharkey had a 46” chest and thick,
muscled arms he honed from his years at sea in the merchant marine, and later,
the U.S. Navy. Born in Dundalk, Ireland, in 1874, he ran away at the age of 12,
and managed to make it all the way to America as a sailor by the time he was
17. He traded briefly as a blacksmith before signing on to a hitch in the Navy.
When he arrived in San Francisco, two years later, he was ready to begin his
fighting career in earnest.

Because
of his size, and his Irish accent, no one took him very seriously at first. Even
then, there was a frequently debunked myth that all sailors were decent
brawlers, but against an actual student of boxing, stood little chance. Sharkey
wasn’t the best public speaker, and he looked like a dub – his chest, for
example, was festooned with a tattoo of a four-masted schooner and the motto, Never Give Up the Ship. He was Popeye
twenty years before E.C. Segar created Thimble
Theater.

Sharkey’s
initial matches were literally intended to be good sport for better boxers and
nothing else. But Sharkey surprised them all when he charged the local
champions and kept them on the run for eight straight rounds. He could absorb
massive amounts of punishment, and his punch was devastating. Early opponents
learned this the hard way after waking up on the canvas, wondering what hit
them. Sharkey quickly rose through the ranks to become a contender in San
Francisco. He had his eye set on the heavyweight championship.

His
professional career was as controversial as it was colorful and storied.
Sharkey wasn’t so much a fighter as he was a force of nature.His preferred method of boxing was to come
out swinging and not stop until his opponent was down. He didn’t mind taking a
few punches in order to get in close with those tree trunk arms and that
fireplug torso and whale away on the other guy’s ribcage – and if a couple of
kidney punches landed, too, well, no hard feelings, eh?

Not
quite. Fouls, low blows, and other controversies dogged Sharkey and made other
opponents wary of stepping into the ring with the Irish scrapper. His
reputation notwithstanding, Sharkey tried several times to wrest the belt from
champions, only to end in bitter defeat. One of his most bizarre fights was
against lanky Bob Fitzsimmons, another blacksmith-turned-boxer whose punch was
legendary, despite his unassuming appearance.

The
match, refereed by none other than Wild West lawman Wyatt Earp, was awarded to
Fitzsimmons because of a low blow thrown by Sharkey that Earp observed. The
incident actually ended up on court, with Sharkey alleging Fitzsimmons faked
the injury because he knew Sharkey would beat him. The judge abided by the
decision, and Sharkey never got a rematch with Fitz.

But
the most storied battles of Sharkey’s career were his two brutal fights with
Jim Jeffries. The second fight, in particular, is the stuff of legend. It was
the first boxing match filmed and shown in movie theaters. The Klieg lights
used to illuminate the ring were so bright and intense that it singed both
men’s scalps. Sharkey fought Jeffries to a standstill in 25 grueling rounds
that nearly did both boxers in. Sharkey fought the last four rounds with three
broken ribs. He was certain he’d beat Jeffries, but the referee didn’t agree.
Afterwards, even on the mend, Sharkey threatened to throw the ref into the
Atlantic Ocean if he ever caught up with him.

Sharkey’s
post boxing career was just as colorful, and involved him opening clubs,
getting embroiled in Tammany Hall politics in New York City, betting large sums
of money on the horses, getting married twice, widowed once, and divorced once,
and later, in his fifties, going on the Vaudeville Circuit with former nemesis
Jim Jeffries and recounting their famous fights for the crowds.

Sharkey
loved to spin yarns, and some of those he told people over the years were
colorful and, um, hard to prove, such as the notion he was shipwrecked four
times in the Merchant Marine. Over the years, sports writers, reporters, and
fellow boxers had amusing Tom Sharkey stories to tell. Most are affectionate in
their good humor. Some are just downright funny.

These
anecdotes and snippets were all published during the time Robert E. Howard was
reading about boxing. I was certain I’d found the framework upon which he built
Sailor Steve Costigan. These findings and essays made their way into various
books, introductions, and lectures.

By
this time, I’d corresponded with most of the people who had written anything
about Tom Sharkey, including the author of the first real biography of the man,
I Fought Them All: the Life and Ring
Battles of Prizefighting Legend Tom Sharkey, Greg Lewis. To a person, they
were all happy to share in their research and enthusiasm for this colorful
fighter.

At
this point, I’d been engaged in this pursuit, on and off, for five or six
years. As my file on Tom Sharkey grew ever larger, and my parallel study of
Howard’s boxing went ever deeper, I felt an urge to write some funny boxing
stories of my own start to take hold in my brain.

This
was folly, of course, and I’ll tell you why. It has been scientifically proven
over the years that one cannot copy the writing style of Robert E. Howard. It
just can’t be done, and we know this, because it was tried...a lot...with
terrible, terrible results.

Howard’s
writing style was literary lighting in a bottle. It was alchemy. Mercurial. It
can be imitated, to some degree, but it can never be duplicated. The reason for
this is simple – no one writes from the head space from which Howard wrote. His
work was very personal, and unless you have the exact same set of interests,
pressures, and irritants, you’ll never make pearls the way Howard made them.

Add to
that the fact that doing a Sailor Steve Costigan story involved writing funny,
and you’ll see the task is nigh-impossible. Writing in someone else’s humor
style is even harder than writing in someone else’s literary style, and if you
tried to do a Sailor Steve Costigan story, you’d have to do both. I’m no fool.
Whatever marginal cache I had as a Howardist would be shattered if I tried to
write something in the style of Robert E.
Howard, a practice I’d publically pooh-poohed many times.

No, if
I was going to do a humorous boxing story, it would have to be original. My own
thing. I knew I could write about the fights, and I was pretty sure I could
make it funny in my particular way, but I was floundering as to what this boxer
would look like, and how he’d actually be different from Sailor Steve.

The
inspiration came to me during a writer’s retreat in 2007. My former writing
group and publishing consortium, Clockwork Storybook, got together at Naulakha,
Rudyard Kipling's house in Dummerston, Vermont, and we spent a week in
seclusion, writing and critiquing, just like the old days.

Literally
three days before we were set to meet up, it occurred to me there was no better
unreliable narrator than Tom Sharkey himself. He went around the world, did all
of these amazing things, and like any old campaigner worth his salt, wasn’t
going to let the truth get in the way of a good story.

There
were a lot of “blank spaces” on Tom Sharkey’s map – periods of time no one can
account for, including the years he spent with a traveling carnival, recreating
(and sometimes rehashing, at the age of fifty, no less) his fights with Jim
Jeffries.

I wrote
the first Tom Sharkey story – what would become Sailor Tom Sharkey and the Introduction Window (the original title
was An Excerpt from the Unexpurgated
Adventures of Sailor Tom Sharkey) – right before I left for Vermont.

I planned
to read it for the guys, and get their notes. During the retreat, I wrote
another story based on a writing challenge we all set for ourselves. This one, The Final Adventure of Sailor Tom Sharkey,
has since been renamed Sailor Tom Sharkey
and the Real McCoy. It has also been edited and rewritten somewhat to strip
out most of the challenge conditions of the exercise. I kept the cow skull,
though, which worked out quite well.

When I
read the group my first Tom Sharkey story, it was with very little preamble. I
just told them this was something I’d been working up to for a while. To my
complete surprise and pleasure, they loved it. Most of the comments were along
the lines of, “I can’t tell if this is good writing from you or not, because it
sounds just like you.” The second story, written a few days into the retreat,
met with similar notes and a caution to be careful not to have them all sound
alike. “I mean, how often can you write about a big dumb sailor who doesn’t
ever get what’s going on around him?” one of them quipped. Oh, ye of little
faith.

Other
Tom Sharkey stories began to suggest themselves, and I dutifully noted them
down when inspiration struck. The hardest part of writing Tom Sharkey is
avoiding “Costigan Creep,” when certain key phrases and things find their way,
in quantity, into the stories. Do it once and it’s a nice little Easter egg nod
to fans in the know. Do it twice, or thrice, and then it becomes second-rate
Robert E. Howard. More than once I’ve had to pull myself back, all in service
to the story.

I
should also mention that over the span of several years and several stories, my
fictitious Sailor Tom Sharkey has taken on a life of his own, one that is
suggested by the real fighter, but has in the retelling become someone else altogether.

I’ve
based many of these stories on real events in Sharkey’s life, but these are in
no way intended to represent real people or real events, and none of the
stories in this collection are intended to supplant the real Tom Sharkey’s
biography in any way. If you want the details of the man behind the legends,
see Greg Lewis’ book, mentioned above.

In
between writing other things, I’d occasionally let one fly, and when finished,
I sent each one far and wide, looking for a home. They were, not surprisingly,
hard to place. There is not, nor has there ever been, a sub-genre of the
literature section labeled “humorous historical weird boxing stories.” An
oversight, no doubt.

My
submissions, to editors of big and little stature, all came back rejected.
Those that added any commentary frequently told me they liked the story, but
had no idea what to do with it. I wasn’t surprised. These have been a hard
sell.

And
yet, every time I write a new Tom Sharkey story, and read it at conventions or
other personal appearances, I get laughs and interest. “When are you going to
collect these?” “Where can I read more?”

Thank
heaven for Fight Card. Now, at last, you can.

I’m
grateful to Paul Bishop for giving me the chance to publish this collection
under the aegis of what has become a respected line of quality fight fiction,
and ground zero for fans of this kind of literature. If you are such a fan (and
why wouldn’t you be?) and you have not read Robert E. Howard’s boxing stories,
you really need to.You’re missing out
on one of the most memorable and critically underrated achievements from one of
the world’s greatest pulp fiction writers.If you’re already one of us, then I hope you’ll enjoy these stories in
the spirit in which I wrote them.

Tuesday, June 10, 2014

AVAILABLE
NOW ~ FIGHT CARD: THE ADVENTURES OF SAILOR TOM SHARKEY!Debuting in paperback and e-book in time
to celebrate Robert E. Howard Days ﻿in
Cross Plains, TX…Fight Card: The Adventures of Sailor Tom Sharkey...Spiritual
cousin to R.E.H.'s Sailor Steve Costigan ... Mark Finn writing as Jack Tunney...A
FANTASTIC collection of 'weird boxing' stories...FIGHT
CARD: THE ADVENTURES OF SAILOR TOM SHARKEYThe Best Weird, Historical, Humorous,
Boxing Stories You'll Ever Read!He was one of the greatest heavyweight
boxers to enter the legendary squared circle during the Golden Age of Boxing.
Standing a mere 5’ 8”, Sailor Tom Sharkey was one of boxing’s most feared
opponents…Gentleman Jim Corbett, Bob Fitzsimmons, Kid McCoy, and Jim Jeffries
all agreed he was their fiercest opponent and gave them their toughest fights.
A colorful boxer both in the ring and out, he retired in 1904 after several
legendary and controversial failed attempts to win the championship belt.That’s the story you know – But it’s not
the end of Sharkey’s story – not by a long shot…In the tradition of Robert E.
Howard’s humorous Sailor Steve Costigan boxing tales, this action-packed
collection of rowdy, bawdy, burlesque, tall Texas tall feature Sailor Tom
Sharkey’s adventures after he hung up his professional gloves.Thrill to Sharkey’s brush with
Hollywood’s “It” Girl, Clara Bow…Get chills as Sharkey and Kid McCoy faces down
a maniacal bandit…Feel the heat as Sharkey rides the rails with Jim Jeffries and
the Vaudeville Carnival into a clashes with a mad scientists and mummified
menaces…Watch as Sharkey plays Santa Claus to a bunch of Tammany Hall orphans
and end up with a tiger by the tail – literally – and much more!These are the Untold Tales of the
Wildest Tale-Teller of Boxing’s Golden Age!ABOUT
THE AUTHOR:Mark Finn (writing as Jack Tunney) is an author, actor, essayist,
and playwright. He is over forty and has no tattoos. With his long-suffering
wife, far too many books, and an affable American bull terrier named Sonya, he
lives in North Texas atop an old movie theater.

Monday, June 9, 2014

FIGHT CARD CHARITY
ANTHOLOGYNOW AVAILABLE IN
PAPERBACK AND E-BOOK …The Fight Card team is excited to announce the release of our first
ever Fight Card CHARITY anthology. Part
of the Fight Card mandate as an
author’s cooperative is to give back to our community.This debut project, Fight Card Presents: Iron Head & Other Stories – Ten Rounds of
Fight Fiction for Charity, is the first step.Three other charity anthologies will follow
during the course of 2014.If you would
like to provide a story, please contact either myself or Jeremy L. C. Jones.One hundred percent of all
royalties from these anthologies will go directly to an author-in-need or a
literacy charity.Royalties from our
debut charity anthology will go directly to ailing western writer JORY SHERMAN, whose family has been
financially devastated by medical bills related to Jory’s illness. Jory is a
revered writer known primarily for his award winning westerns, but has also
written in many other genres.He has
also been a mentor and good friend to many other writers.Fight Card Presents: Iron
Head & Other Stories is a 60,000 word anthology of two-fisted action by authors from
multiple genres, There's Jack Badelaire, James Scott Bell, Mark Finn, Ed
Greenwood, James Hopwood, Bowie V. Ibarra, Ryan McFadden, Troy Smith, Matthew
Pizzolato, and Jory Sherman writing the title story. There's also a foreword by
Paul Bishop, an introduction by Jeremy L.C. Jones, and a cover by Carl Yonder. It is particularly
important to help us spread the word about this anthology via blogs and social
networks.Please help us make a
difference A few dollars and a few punches at a time!FIGHT CARD PRESENTS:
IRON HEAD & OTHER STORIESFight Card Presents:
Iron Head & Other Stories is the first in a series of charity anthologies
from the Fight Card authors cooperative – a writers community featuring many of
today’s finest fictioneers, including Jory Sherman, Ryan McFadden, Mark Finn,
Troy D. Smith, Ed Greenwood,Jack
Badelaire, James Scott Bell, James Hopwood, Bowie V. Ibarra, and Matthew
Pizzolato. Compiled by Paul Bishop
and Jeremy L. C. Jones, 100% of the proceeds from these anthologies will go
directly to an author-in-need (in this case, revered western writer Jory
Sherman) or a literacy charity. Words on paper are the life blood of a
writer.The writers in this volume were
willing to bleed in order to give a transfusion to one of their own – and then
continue to bleed to give a transfusion to literacy charities in support of
that most precious of commodities ... readers.They are true fighters, every one ...Much more coming from Fight Card in 2014 ... So, hang on and
... Keep punching!